Patton has lost none of his impish malevolence. He wondered
would the Scots alleged penchant for deep frying things extend to his
genitalia, berated the audience for mocking them for being fat and old and
challenged one audience member to a fight. All this in between breezy, good
natured, charming chats.

Sol Invictus itself provided evidence they've not blunted
their ideas, with a playfulness around sturdy rock structures, including some
pop undertones on a rousing Superhero. The noise was consistently furious, with
the rhythm section of Mike Bordin and Billy Gould propulsive, but that quirkier
nature delivered an added spark, including an ear-splitting Midlife Crisis that
casually, effortlessly, dropped in a snippet of Boz Scaggs tune Lowdown halfway
through. The Academy, and Glasgow, may not see better this year.